Super Red Packet

Chapter 907

"Keep going!" Meng Xiaoben shouted.

He knew in his heart that if there was more firepower, Da Mie Shitai might not be able to resist it, because the Five Concealed True Fire could burn stones, and it could completely burn stones into ashes, and Da Mie Shitai's head should not be a problem. Down!
The old beggar turned his head back, and got angry again with Meng Xiaoben.

The real fire in the hands of the two suddenly doubled in intensity, and the heat was astonishing.

The four red fire dragons have now turned into blazing white fire dragons!

Even though Meng Xiaoben and Old Beggar's skills were extremely strong, they couldn't stand the extremely high temperature of the barbecue, and they couldn't help being blazing hot, so they jumped back two steps.

Even if they retreated in time, the long flames still almost burned their eyebrows.

Couldn't such a raging fire burn a head?
The head was in the midst of the extremely fierce fire, but it was poised and jumped up and down leisurely. The most frightening thing was that the cry from its mouth became louder and louder, as desolate and terrifying as the sound of apes in autumn in the deep valley.

"No, look—"

The old beggar shouted!
Looking back, Meng Xiaoben couldn't help sticking out his tongue: Ma Di, what the hell is this a marionette?After the head screamed, the body of Da Mie Shitai moved accordingly.Call again, move again.

Is this linked?

It seemed that the corpse was a puppet on a string, moved by the head.

Meng Xiaoben shouted, "No, we need to fit together!"

If they fit together, they will survive immediately!
Time is running out!

The two turned around, looked at each other, then stretched out four palms, each with the maximum internal energy, and threw the five ignorant real fires at the corpse!

Wherever the fire reached, it covered the sky and covered the earth, like molten steel pouring over it.

However, after the corpse was submerged in the fire, it floated up from the fire, floating on the sea of ​​fire, sinking and floating!
It seemed that the fire had brought the corpse back to life!

At this moment, the head on one side flew over, jumped in the fire, and then quickly fell on the neck of the headless corpse.

Meng Xiaoben stopped the fire and slapped his thigh: "What kind of goddamn magic is this!"

When the old beggar saw Da Mie Shitai's body and head reunited, he was furious, raised his sword, and slashed at Da Mie Shitai.

Da Miebian's body suddenly spun in the air, turned over and avoided the sword edge of the old beggar's head.

Flashing and turning, the corpse suddenly turned into a flash of white light, and with a whoosh, it soared into the air, jumped as high as two people, and rushed towards them.

The two were fighting, but it flashed past the head and flew towards the path of the tomb.

The two of them held their swords and were about to chase after it, but it disappeared like smoke in a blink of an eye.

"Chase!"

Meng Xiaoben and the old beggar chased back along the original road.

Chased all the way to the hall, but did not find Da Mie Shitai again.

"Madi! Tell her to run away!" The old beggar was so angry that he chopped off a stone next to him with his sword.

"Run and run! As long as she doesn't stop us from going to another world."

The two left the hall and continued walking along the tomb passage.

After walking about 400 meters, suddenly there was a light ahead.

It seems that he has entered another world!

The hearts of the two couldn't help but tense up.

Each with a weapon in hand, walking forward cautiously, ready to fight at any time.

However, unlike what Meng Xiaoben expected, there were no guards guarding the exit at all.

Nothing, just Gobi gravel everywhere.The two slowly came out of the hole.

The sky in the other world is a bit weird. There are no clouds in the sky, but there is no sun. The sky is gray, like a rainy and cloudy sky, giving people a very depressing feeling.

Here is a wilderness, no trees, no rivers, and no buildings, everywhere is deathly silence, without any vitality, like ghosts.

The two walked forward while searching.

There is a mountainous area ahead.

They walked several miles into the mountains.

The mountains here are lifeless, like a desert, without trees, which makes people feel like they have come to the Gobi Desert.

After the two turned around the mouth of a mountain, they found a huge palace in front of them.

The palace is purple-black, with a green round spire.A large shiny ball on the spire, glowing white.

The gate of the palace is black, tall and strict.

There was no one in front of the door.

How can it be?There is no one guarding such a big palace?

The two nervously walked to the entrance of the main hall, but they didn't notice anything unusual.

Walk slowly along the stone steps of the main hall.The smell of blood kept coming from his nose.The closer it gets, the thicker it gets.

Could it be that a massacre has just ended here?

Walking into the main hall, a miserable scene appeared in front of us: the corpses of warriors were everywhere, lying on the ground, some were pierced by sharp arrows and nailed to the pillars, some fell on their backs on the threshold, decapitated. place.Some of them were smashed into pieces all over their bodies...it was unbearable to look at them directly.

Who has such power?Obviously, these people were all killed in an instant.Otherwise, their corpses would not be so concentrated together.After a period of fighting, these warriors must have died in different places.

Meng Xiaoben kicked away the corpse on the threshold and strode in.

I saw a tall tiger-backed chair standing in the middle of the hall.

There is a person sitting on the chair.

A dead body sat, to be exact.

Obviously, he had just died not long ago, because the blood on his head and body was still slowly flowing underground, flowing to the ground, converging into a stream, and spreading in all directions.

Meng Xiaoben recognized at a glance that this person was none other than the magic messenger.

That day, Meng Xiaoben and the magic messenger met in Zhang Jingtian's basement. The two had a face-to-face conversation at close range, and they recognized each other's faces very clearly.

The magic messenger died terribly, always with a sharp sword on his forehead, the sharp sword directly penetrated his head, nailing his head tightly to the back of the chair!
He was also stabbed in the chest and two arms, and they were all firmly nailed to the chair, looking very terrifying.

Who killed the magic messenger?
Meng Xiaoben looked around.

Maybe this killer hasn't gone far, and will come out at any time.

"Haha!" A woman's voice came.

The voice was high-pitched and high-pitched.

Meng Xiaoben and the old beggar were very familiar with this voice: it was the cry of the Da Mie Shitai in the tomb just now.

"Da Mie Shitai?" Meng Xiaoben and the head of the labor camp looked around nervously.

But no one was seen!

"Here I am! We meet again!"

Following the sound, slowly, a woman stood out from behind the chair.

It turned out that she had been hiding behind the chair.

Meng Xiaoben was confused for a moment: just now, why didn't she carry out a sneak attack?If she made a sneak attack, Meng Xiaoben and the old beggar would die.

(End of this chapter)